BLINDED BY LOVE

GOODBYE

Pon and Sailub only stayed in Mueang Chiang Rai for three days in total.

Pon had some matters to attend to in his company, and Sailub also had to attend a conference. They both had their own things to do.

On the last day, the missing landlady finally sneaked back.

She just came back to retrieve her iPad, which contained a bunch of miscellaneous manga games, considered as her spiritual sustenance.

Forgetting to take it with her earlier was indeed a mistake.

She had endured for two days, and this time she couldn’t bear it anymore.

Unexpectedly, Pon, who was about to leave with Sailub, caught her red-handed in the act.

Pon stood by the bar, tapping the edge of the table, his knuckles striking the wood, making two crisp sounds.

The landlady, who was buried in the cupboard searching for something, froze for a moment, then deluded herself and buried herself even deeper, resisting stubbornly.

“I’ve already seen you,” Pon chuckled as he looked at the bun-haired landlady. Sai and I are leaving today. You didn’t answer your phone. At least we’ve met, won’t you come and see us off?”

Only then did the landlady silently crawl out from under the cupboard.

She was actually a little younger than Sammy.

Even after all these years, she was only thirty-four years old, usually wearing her hair in a bun, with a cheerful disposition.

Sometimes, she even looked like a recent college graduate.

Especially when she was hesitating.

Pon raised the corners of his mouth, calmly assessing the landlady’s embarrassment.

He actually knew why the landlady looked like this.

Because when he called the landlady to ask her to clear out Room 307, she didn’t, and instead procrastinated for several days.

Not only that, when Sailub came here, she not only didn’t hide the situation of Room 307 but also deliberately led Sailub to that room.

It was clearly going. against the employer’s wishes.

As the VVVIP of this inn, Pon had invested over a million in this seemingly small inn, not including the wages he paid to the landlady.

In terms of reason and emotion, she shouldn’t have acted on her own, it was really against professional ethics, which made her ashamed to face people.

But Pon smiled as he looked at her, “Why so nervous? Afraid I’ll scold you?”

He said, “Don’t worry, I didn’t call you here to scold you. I just want to say goodbye to you properly. You didn’t answer the phone, and I was worried I wouldn’t find you. Fortunately, we ran into each other again.”

He placed the key to Room 307 back on the table with a click, marking the end of a long journey.

He whispered, “Thank you for taking care of me all these years.”

The landlady was stunned.

She blinked, then quickly regained her composure. “No, no, no, how can you say you were taken care of by me? It’s clearly me who was taken care of by you. My struggling little inn is entirely reliant on your employment. I’ve been idle for so many years and haven’t achieved anything… “

But as she said this, she felt a little uncomfortable, and her voice gradually softened.

She looked at Pon, her voice fading away in her throat, but her nose seemed to turn a little red for some reason.